Bruce was going to be fishing in Idaho over the weekend, so Rick, Tori and I desided to meet up with him at Chesterfield. Tori (from work) had never been to Chesterfield so we threw her boat in the trailer, and she followed us up. We were hoping for a good damselfly hatch in the afternoon, but it never materialized. It was a beautiful day to be on the water, but it was also very hard to get the fish to co-operate.
Notice all the snow still on the mountains.
A fatty to Bruce's net.
Stomach pump revealed a leech, chronimid, and a half digested damsel nymph.
I pulled this damselfly out of the water as it swam next to my boat.
Rick changing flies.
Bruce's two for dinner.
Tori kicking back.
Time to head for home.